To my love while where’re apart
I wake up nightly in the dark
I reach to find you… but you’re not there
Your beautiful smell has left the air
Now my room is dark and lonely
I start to cry for my one and only
I close my eyes to see your face
Then back to sleep with no embrace
My dreams are vivid and colorful too
The things they lack are me with you
And In the morning when I wake
That’s when my heart… begins to ache
An empty bed is where I am
Then the tears they fall again
I look at your pillow… without a wrinkle
No lovely face with eyes that twinkle
To see your face…and then embrace
Is something that will never be replaced
And now that our love has truly ended
I pray my heart…will soon be mended
Ken Coleman ©
http://kencolemanpoems.blogspot.com/
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This is a very beautiful and very very sad poem. Its one of my worst fears that that might happen to me one day, and I try not to think about it. The closest I’ve come to that feeling has been when my husband and I had to be apart, geographically. It reminds me a bit of a couple of poems I wrote in the past -
http://annavera.com/poems/types/love-poems/crease-in-the-sheets/
http://annavera.com/poems/types/war-poems/please-miss-your-plane/
Shekkita, Thank you very much! you are very kind! I’d be very happy to read your poems